“When I was 18, I was longing for deeper levels
of God. I battled with severe depression
for most of my teenage years and early twenties.
Some days I would come to my dorm room and stand
looking into my mirror, hence the phrase “my
nightmare is her eyes”.

“Strong trees will bend” I was speaking of even
the strong of people have moments where they
bend under the pressure…but God will always be a
strong tower over us.

“Music gleaming touch of his, the mighty trees
won’t fall” I was referring to the presence of
his power in our lives, though no matter how
strong life’s winds blow, his touch will keep us
from falling and being destroyed.”